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Tears Of Emma: His Sex Doll novel Chapter 27

Summary for Chapter 27: Tears Of Emma: His Sex Doll

Summary of Chapter 27 from Tears Of Emma: His Sex Doll

Chapter 27 marks a crucial moment in FearGod Prince’s Internet novel, Tears Of Emma: His Sex Doll. This chapter blends tension, emotion, and plot progression to deliver a memorable reading experience — one that keeps readers eagerly turning the page.

away from her.

"Thank you."

"Don't keep thanking me. You deserve it. You looked like you had a rough day when you walked in. It's time for you to relax."

"You're right," I said looking over at Rachel. "It was a long day and I just need to relax." He picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

"What do you want to watch?"

"Anything."

I looked over at her as she sipped her wine. She really was beautiful, with the biggest blue eyes and most amazingly huge breasts on such a slim figure. My c

d*ck started twitching again.

I turned my eyes back to the TV. What the fuck is wrong with you Adam? I started

flipping through channels quickly, before settling on Dumb and Dumber. A good comedy was what we needed.

"I've never seen this one," Rachel said.

"You're in for a treat then."

We watched the movie, laughing together at all the funny parts, and finished off the

second bottle of wine in the process.

I can't realize how much I missed sharing

laughter with someone. Somewhere near the end Rachel had dozed off. I watched the rise and fall of her chest as she slept. I was entranced. I couldn't take my eyes off of her nipples outlined beneath her shirt. She truly was beautiful.

Now I have a problem. I need to get her into the guest room. Rachel had definitely had way too much wine and I was feeling a little tipsy himself.

"Okay...let's find out how much you weigh," I said moving over in front of Rachel.

"Time for bed...can you hear me?" I gently shook her but she didn't respond.

"Okay," I said and picked her up.

She was surprisingly light; much lighter than my wife. Of course, it had been years since I'd tried to pick Kathy up for any reason. I didn't think it would happen again unless it was to throw her out the front door.

I found that thought extremely funny

and struggled to contain my laughter.

Rachel snuggled against my chest as I carried her up the stairs. My d*ck hardened and I knew what I would be dreaming about all night. I managed to get her into the guest room, and onto the bed. She was wearing shorts, so I didn't feel the need to undress her.

"I...yes...I mean no...why are you..." I stammered.

She shook her head and crawled up over, letting her breasts drag up my body as

she did. It was too late for me to protest.

She took one of my hands and placed it

on one of her massive breasts. It was so full and firm and soft. I squeezed.

"My God," I whispered. "You're perfect."

"I'm yours," she whispered back, kissing me lightly on the lips.

She was rubbing her pu**y on my d*ck.

She was already dripping wet. I had both hands on her chest, mauling her breasts. She stuck her tongue into mine and we kissed passionately. She my d*ck and guided it to her hole and in an instant I was inside her.

She was so wet, hot and tight.

"Uh...Oh fuck you're big," Rachel grunted. "Let me do all the work."

Rachel rode me furiously, sliding her body up and down mine. Her giant, full breasts mashed against my body. She was so tight.

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